Chapter 52 Bad Sleep Habits
Chapter 52 Bad Sleep Habits
Chapter 52 Bad Sleep Habits
It was Daniel's habit to go to bed at the same time every night, but he got so excited playing in Austin's office this afternoon that he forgot to nap. He didn't seem as energized after nine o'clock because he was still a child. He left the room, rubbing his eyes, because he wanted to see Freya.
After being granted permission to spend the night at Freya's house, Austin sat on the couch and did not leave. After making the bed, Freya had just left the room when she saw Daniel rubbing his eyes. She gently picked him up, sat him on the couch, and patted his back to help him fall asleep.
Despite appearing content to sleep in his mother's arms, Daniel's big eyes were fixed on Austin beside him. He smiled as he was so satisfied and happy.
Daniel closed his eyes and fell asleep after a few blinks of his big eyes. He couldn't stay up as late as adults, but he could quickly fell into a deep sleep after he closed his eyes.
Freya held Daniel for a while and carried him into the room after realizing he was asleep. Austin followed her into the room as well.
Freya sat on the edge of Daniel's bed and placed him gently on it. She pressed her cheek against Daniel's face to relax and soothe him in case she woke him up. Daniel dozed off after feeling his mother's face and curled up in a cozy position.
Freya was startled when Austin bent down to look at Daniel, as their faces were close together as soon as she looked up.
Freya forgot to breathe because she was so startled. Austin's eyes were as deep as oceans, and she thought they were about to swallow her whole.
Austin had one hand on the bed and the other on the bed's pole next to her. He completely surrounded her so that there was no way she could get up.
"Excuse me," Freya spoke in hushed tones. Her heart was beating like a drum.
Austin had been a dangerous man to her since he stole a kiss from her the other day. Even if he did nothing but stare at her, she panicked and could not think clearly.
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Freya whispered as she brushed past him, "Don't wake Daniel up."
Austin nodded. He sat on the edge of Daniel's bed, staring at the face that resembled his, and planned to do so for a while.
After seeing the photos, he felt terrible about all the time he had wasted away from his son. He swore he wouldn't repeat the mistake of missing out on Daniel's childhood.
Yet, he realized his family would soon learn he had a son because he brought Daniel to the office this afternoon.
As a result, he needed to be prepared to bring Daniel home so he could meet his family.
The Campbells' situation was complicated. Austin's uncle put drugs in his drink four years ago, intending to ruin his future and make his grandfather think he was a spoiled brat. Austin, however, had a miraculous escape. The Campbell family property succession battle, which occurred ten years ago, made Austin's grandfather Bruce Campbell disappointed in all three of his sons. Bruce intended to groom Austin, who was attending a school abroad that year, to be the heir. Austin's two powerful uncles felt increasingly threatened as he got older.
As a result, many dangerous things happened to him, including assassinations and bloody and brutal things. These misfortunes shaped him from a naive young man into a ruthless fighter. He no longer treated his two uncles as family, and he took part in the battle for the property's inheritance with the covert support of his grandfather.
Three years ago, he proved himself to be Bruce's preferred heir by getting rid of his two uncles and three cousins from the battle with his brute force. In the three years that followed, he solidified his position as a firm leader and drove out his two uncles' helpers and some traitors from the company. He gradually acquired 70% of the Campbell Group's shares, making him the most powerful person in the Bruce Campbell family besides his grandfather.
As a result, the public saw Austin as a ruthless businessman and gave him various negative labels. He usually ignored people's opinions, but he occasionally warned them. Austin gradually became off-limits to the press, and no one dared to write about him without his permission. Reporters were afraid to upset him for fear of losing their careers or even their lives.
But here in this tiny room, the "ruthless" Austin gazed at his sleeping son with nothing but tenderness and love in his eyes.
He was well aware that having a son meant he had an additional weakness.
To keep his parents and sister safe from the family conflict, he sent them abroad, while he decided to stay there to fight alone. But, because his son was also in this city, he felt compelled to protect him.
Freya was restless because she had nowhere to hide from Austin in her small apartment. She could only start reading some excellent designs on her iPad for inspiration.
She used to be able to get to work quickly, but now she couldn't focus and wasn't sure what she was thinking.
She then gave up and put on her headphones to watch a comedy film. She couldn't stop staring at the door to her son's room while watching the movie because she was curious about what Austin was doing there.
"Is he really just staring at Daniel?" She thought.
Freya could see why Austin did what he did. Her motherly instincts wouldn't let her leave her son for more than a day or two, but Austin had no idea he had a three-year-old son in his previous life. She had no doubt that he was filled with remorse.
She couldn't do whatever she wanted because Austin was in her house.
She had just put all her personal belongings in her room's closet, including her bra, which she usually took off when she got home, and her panties.
She made the bed for Austin after finally accepting the fact that he would sleep in her bed.
She would, however, only let him sleep in her bed for one night.
Freya was deep in thought when Austin left Daniel's room. She immediately realized he didn't bring his pajamas when she noticed he wore a shirt and suit pants.
"Hey! Are you going to take a shower tonight? I don't have your pajamas here." Freya asked him.
Austin laughed and then replied, "I prefer to sleep naked."
"No way! You're not sleeping naked in my bed." Freya didn't hesitate to stop him.
"There is absolutely no way I would sleep in the bed you slept in!" She thought to herself.
Austin frowned and grumbled, "I've always been used to sleeping without clothes."
"It's not too late for you to go home since you have such a bad habit. In any case, you must wear clothes when sleeping in my bed." Freya said unequivocally because that was her bottom line.
"What if I refuse to wear anything?" Austin asked teasingly because he enjoyed seeing her irritated but unable to fight back.